Boots or barefoot; those are really the only logical options in the pasture. Anything else just gets full of dirt and mud, so you might as well just be barefoot. Of course, this is probably why I'm always covered in bug bites.
Much love to my baby pony Shawn (who is actually a lot older than me), for letting me jump on his back with no bridle and generally putting up with all of my shenanigans. For the record, I'm pretty much the only person he has that much patience for. Best friends for twenty-one years!
p.s. Thank you to my wee little sister Tessa - she took all of my photos while I was in Florida!